A TEACHER CONTINUES TO LIVE

Looking at his watch, scurries fast,

To school, didn't want to be the last.

Held some in his arms, the books,

Unconcerned about his dress or looks.

He is always before time to reach,

His school and ever ready to teach.

He loves to see his students' smile,

Even if it meant.......just for a while.

The smiles rejuvenated his spirit,

Taught from heart, students did it.

He was adored and trusted by all,

He was sent, a response to their call.

If he missed a day, the school fell low,

His presence was felt, for he's the glow.

His heart never grows old and tired,

He has his heart with innocents, wired.

Does his scared duty with love and passion,

He's the backbone and heart of a nation.

©Tshering Wangchuk 

  Bhutan 🇧🇹